Trouble, toil and danger
On this highway of fire and brimstone
The lonesome death of a stranger
No grave, no funeral, no tombstone
We’re ashes and dust
Skulls and bones
Ashes and dust
As cold as stones
In time you’ll know who we are
In time we’ll set you free
And then your skin will never scar
And no eyes can frame you in
We’re ashes and dust
Skulls and bones
Ashes and dust
As cold as stones
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